Kristine's Thoughts

Why there is so much hurt?
When there is so much love
Why do others play the game?
When others make it their lives

Does true love really exist?
Or just a fantasy we make
Does anyone really care?
Or just merely a strategy

Where is the kingdom of love?
All I see is cold fog of sadness
Where is my prince charming?
Maybe he has ran out of chivalry

Will the church bells ring for me?
As I walk the carpeted aisle
Will there be a time for me?
Dressed in white, flower in hand

Should I continue to believe?
Or will I give it up and play
Should I hold on to it?
Or is now, time to quit